The House of Colorado Springs

3

It was the following Monday, Lilly went to school like usual, but she went early today. She wanted to see if J went to school early, which she did.
"Hey, Lilly," said J.
"Hey, J," Lilly said.
"When did you decide to come early?"
"I wanted to see if you came early."
"Well, I do."
"I see that."
Both friends laughed, when the group of teenage boys from the skateboarding park came over. Lilly and J both recognized their presence, stopped laughing, and looked at them.
"You're that girl from the skateboarding park." One said.
"Yeah . . ." Lilly said.
"You were cool out there, you did some moves I've never even seen or heard of, where'd you learn them?"
"I actually taught myself. I heard of them online, and so I looked up how to do them, and then I learned from there."
"Are you free this weekend so you can teach me those moves?"
"Yeah, Saturday at nine?"
"Sounds like a plan."
The group walked off as J was a bit shocked. Lilly looked back at J to continue the conversation, seeing J shocked.
"How long have you even been skateboarding?" J asked.
"Since I was six, so eleven years." Lilly said.
"Whoa."
"I get that a lot."
"Hey, can I come watch you skateboard? Maybe after you teach them, you can teach me."
"I don't mind if you come. Skateboarding is actually simpler then you think."
"Meet me at my house, and then I can walk or. . . drive to the stakeboard park."
"Ok, I'm pretty sure you can walk there, it's not that far."
"Okay."

. . .

That Friday, I decided to go back into the secret room. But this time, along with the diary and the chair, there was a candle. It appeared to be lit. Lilly tilt her head slightly.

That's odd. That wasn't there before.

Lilly walked over to the diary, chair, and candle. She picked up the diary, opening it, but was very cautious. All of the sudden, Lilly jerked her head to the side after the doorbell rang.

Please don't be neighbors please don't be neighbors, I don't want to meet them right now.

Lilly heard her dad talking to what sounded like a family, then calling, "Kids, our neighbors are here, come meet them!"
"I'll be there in a few minutes!" Lilly called.

"No, come here now!"
"Ugh!"
Lilly set the diary down and went downstairs, fusturated with a bit of disappointment. It was parents with young children, which were about my brothers age. There was a boy and a girl.

Please let this be quick.

"Hello," the mother said.
"Hi!" My brothers said one after another.
"Hi," Lilly mumbled.

"This is Lilly, Mike, Aaron, and Bailey," my dad said. "And I'm LJ."
"I'm Lynn, and this is Riley, Stan, and Lincoln." Lynn said.

Can't this go any faster? I have things to do.

"Why don't you come on in?"

Wow, this couldn't get any worse.

"Oh, we don't want to keep you waiting."

Thank the name of wolves that someone gets me. This won't be as long as I hoped.

"Oh we don't have any plans tonight."
"Okay."

I might've spoke to soon.

Riley, the daughter of the family, followed Lilly up to her room while Lincoln played Whatever's in the Shadows with my brothers. Once Lilly and Riley reached Lilly's room, Riley sat on Lilly's bed. Lilly closed the secret room door before Riley could see it.
"So, what do you want to do?" Riley asked, not realising that the Lilly closed the secret room door.

"Go back to what I was doing, before I was interrupted." Lilly said, relieved she didn't see.
"What was that?"
"None of your business."
"Completely understandable. How about go going online and looking at clothes or stuff like that?"
Lilly grabbed her skateboard, sat down on her bench, started cleaning the wheels, and then said, "Never in a million years."
"Oh, you're not that type of person who likes fashion, I see."

Maybe I was being a bit rude, she just wants to be friends, she just wants to get to know me.  She doesn't mind doing what she doesn't want to do.

Before Lilly could say something, Riley said, "I understand if you don't want to be friends, we have completely separate personalities, I can tell by your room you're not like me."
"Actually, you're really cool," Lilly said.

"Really?"
"Yeah. Even though you and I are nothing alike, that doesn't mean we can't be friends. You also seem understanding."
"Thanks. I can't believe someone actually moved in this house."
"What do you mean?"
"This house is . . . dangerous."
Lilly perked up to that, as if she finally found an explanation for some strange occurances. Just as she said that, a mist formed by the closet. A spirit of a young boy. Lilly and Riley were both shocked and petrified at the same time.
The boy didn't speak, but pointed at the hidden room in Lilly's closet, and vanished. Lilly and Riley both looked at each other, bewildered.